With Lu Yuan's current strength, once he wielded the God-Slaying Spear, he could essentially kill any god below First-Class God with a single strike. None would survive.
The combat strength usually calculated ignored the God-Slaying Spear's maximum conventional power. If the spear were included, his strength would have to be raised even further.
After all, the God-Slaying Spear was an utterly unreasonable weapon of mass destruction.
The Number One Ferocious Weapon of Heaven—even if it was merely a Martial Soul rather than the original—was no joke.
If the Rakshasa God herself were here, Lu Yuan would give her some respect. But a mere phantom? What the hell was that? He could wipe it out with a wave of his hand.
He had used the God-Slaying Spear only because it was more swift and decisive. Killing it in one strike felt great.
"The Rakshasa phantom is gone just like that?" Seeing Lu Yuan casually destroy the Rakshasa God's phantom with a single effortless thrust, Bibi Dong could not help opening her small mouth in surprise.
"What else would happen? This is the God-Slaying Spear. Did you think the name 'God-Slaying' was just a joke?" Lu Yuan said with a faint smile.
The God-Slaying Spear would certainly have to kill several deities in the future God Realm war. Otherwise, it would not deserve its name!
Could it still be called the God-Slaying Spear if it did not kill gods?
Of course not. So, gods still had to die—like the Rakshasa God just now.
"Dong'er, today I destroyed the Rakshasa phantom. One day, I will certainly slay the Rakshasa God for you. The pain she inflicted upon you can only be washed away with her blood!"
Lu Yuan spoke softly, but his tone overflowed with killing intent.
"Mm!" Bibi Dong murmured, touched in